[Weird shuffling around in the
background with a few fist pumps and grunts thrown in.]
Alright,
I’m back. I just stood up and did an Irish jig (isn’t that what the kids are
calling it these days?!). You see, my beloved Virginia Cavaliers won the
College World Series this week. I’m still running on adrenaline fumes this
morning. I’m gonna tell you the story of this year’s Cavaliers. If you hate
sports, just skip to the last few paragraphs. If not, let me get you caught up.
In
2001, the athletics program at the University of Virginia (UVA) put together a task force aimed at cleaning up
their athletic programs—one that was losing money on a yearly basis. They
formulated a tiered system based on prognosis
of long-term success, and several teams—baseball, tennis, golf, wrestling,
and track and field—made up the lowest tier possible. They were headed for the
chopping block. In came John Grisham—yes that John Grisham. He has a house
(mansion) in Charlottesville, a few miles from the grounds of UVA. He’s been a
lifelong baseball fan who once had a dream of being a professional baseball
player. When that didn’t work out, he stroked a massive check to the UVA
baseball program to build a new stadium and recharge the masses (think AED
machine). The Hoos were on their way.
Fast
forward to last year, when UVA was one win away from winning it all, after
which they lost multiple players to the MLB draft, returning with only a core
of the team this year. With a preseason No. 1 ranking, there were high
expectations for the team to return to the glory land of Omaha—the annual site
of the College World Series. Torn rotator cuffs, a broken back, and a strained
lat muscle later, they found themselves down to so few players midway through
the season that they couldn’t even scrimmage. They recruited some
intramural/club team players just so they could practice. They barely made
their conference tournament and then quietly went on one of the more improbable
runs in recent college sports history.
This
week, they dog piled on the pitcher’s mound after beating Vanderbilt University
for the crown. How’s that for prognosis of long-term success?! The
tennis team won the National Championship this year, too—kudos!
OK,
non-sports fans, you can come back from watching your Kardashians now. This
year’s UVA team was a lesson in hard work, perseverance, and trust in the
system—an overall team-first mentality. This is where the dentistry part comes
in. A practice cannot get through the daily, weekly, yearly grind without every
single person on board. From the patient care coordinator to the assistants, hygienists,
and doctor, if the position players aren’t ALL IN, you aren’t making it to
Omaha.
For
a long time, our practice ran “by the seat of its (pretty successful) pants.”
As we’ve grown, we’ve had to tighten the reigns a little bit, gather the herd
from pasture, if you will. Set ground rules: systemize everything from lab
organization and ordering to treatment planning and presentation. Without it,
we’d have gone crazy by now. Certainly we wouldn’t have made our conference
tournament.
We
aren’t to the glory land yet, but we’re headed there with a “team first”
mentality. We have our eyes set on being the best we can be, and our prognosis
for long-term success is good. We won’t need John Grisham anytime soon, though
I wouldn’t mind a new backyard stadium if he’s offering!
Donald Murray III, DMD
1 comment:
Congratulations. I remember doing a lot of the things mentioned in your article to get scholarships to different colleges. It was crazy.
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